Not a soul. She'd kept it close to her heart, it was the only way she could find the strength to forgive him."You can never forgive me. You won't even...look at me." I did forgive you. I can forget, Donald. I will. I am looking at you, Donald. Please look at me." Your father won't let me, Ann." Donald, my father is not me. I am not my father." Yes, yes, yes, the great Danny Thomas." He'd waited for her to launch him. He pounced: "How does he introduce me, Ann? Let's see,,,oh yeah, I got it: "And. He put his right hand over my mouth and I licked his hairy, meaty fingers. He pushed two of them in my mouth and I sucked on them hard. He pushed them further down my throat until I was gagging.He pulled his cock out, turned me around and laid me on the table resting on my back. He put my legs on his shoulders and entered my hole. Again slow, long strokes. I was aching to be plowed so I moaned, “Breed me daddy.” That was a turn on for him and he started fucking me fast and furously. Exactly. The thrill was intense. We kissed each other passionately. Hands exploring each others bodies. Our hard clits pressed together. We had no choice but to be locked together intimately for at least the next 12 hours before facing the delicious risk of going out into the street in our lingerie, handcuffed together, to get the key.We spent the next few hours kissing and edging each other. Driving each other to the edge of orgasm over and over again. We were both drowning in a mutual sea of slut. Alexa was there."Here you go." Alexa handed the spoon over. "So, Warren and Sophia are coming?"Elise sighed. "If they haven't killed each other by now. They had a huge fight in the psychiatrist's office on Monday. And, I talked to Sophia yesterday and Warren is driving her up a wall. You know he sprained his ankle? Well, Sophia has been taking care of him, and apparently he is not a model patient. She practically wanted to kill him. Considering the place they are in their relationship, this is.